Lyrics:
keep what I find
It's about you
It's about you
And when I get this feeling
It's hard for me to come back down
And when I get this feeling
It's
[Jadakiss]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Hey yo I got land cars and jewelry, and artillery
And I got every hood feeling me
It's nothing like when a thug get
rehearses
Attack of the 50 ft verses
Supermama this time around gotta few curses
Papa gotta new bag of cant get
Worse comes to worse
Cant get enough
understand me
One wrong move, and I'mma have to leave you for the goons
Catch you slippin asleep in your bedroom and then
Get you Audi, now what the fuck was
hoes'll understand me
One wrong move, and I'm a have to leave you for the goons
Catch you slippin asleep in your bedroom and then
Get you Audi, now what
heart and mine
There will finally come a moment
When one man and one woman
Get everything that they've been waiting for
I'll take you in my arms again
don't let him see you sweatin'
And we ain't spose to be involved
Knowing when we get it off, Girl I mean it off
Keeping you fiending 'til you taking it
from the gangsta town
Kingston, Jamaica, where we hold it down
Fools get killed for the chi-ching sound
Ain't got time to be fucking around
Cause
infamous Mobb Deep nigga fuck you
If you touch one of my dunns I'll buck you
You ain't got nuts enough to come through
And get back at my niggas for them
I saw these fools tryin' to get around, tryin to let me down
And all dat, ha, but I got an easier way to let dem drown
Wit these Guns of Navarrone,
he's with me
I know someday, someday, someday
Someday, someday, someday
Someday, someday, someday
He'll come to get me
I wanna walk with you,
Got along without ya before I met ya
Gonna get along without ya now.
Gonna find somebody twice as cute
Cause ya didn't love me anyhow.
You ran
The streets is mad right now (tell em' why we mad!)
Rappers whatever you call yourselves pack your bags and get outta town
'Cause I'ma strike down
alone
Without you
Don't let the walls
Cave in on you
You get what you give
That much is true
Don't let the walls
Cave in on you
You turned
It's sorta like the Holy Trinity
I'ma say
I say it's like three different guns you fucking fagots
Get shot three different ways
Matter fact, make
yo
Hey yo I got land cars and jewelry, and artillery
And I got every hood feelin' me
It's nuttin' like when a thug get at you and spit thug
going down boy too bad fuck ya, sorry for ya
Listen let's not to get shook, but I ain't the one to come lookin'
Cause all I can tell the police is, I am
Maximize; but you can take your bottom line and shove it
Gotta get away (gotta get away)
Gotta get away, but I need a little help tonight
What 'ya gonna
bust it pass tha popcorn
As I kick flava behavior absctract I get recognition
But I represent no religion or sect
So I'm no preacher but I reach your
I get a charge from a sound of the bust
I was made to crush, I'm wettin' rappers til they rust
Plus my regiment is elite, mega deep
20 steep we
in
It's like that y'all, we gangstas
Sticking all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district
Tiffany's,
People say I'm no good
And crazy as a loon
'Cause I get stoned in the morning
And get drunk in the afternoon
Kinda like my old blue tick hound
I
most men is faulty
They only out for one thang and that's to get between them drawers
[s] now dere you go with that dry drama captain
I know you
and a hospital dem end up
Never did know seh sean paul and di doo nah guh fren up
Gal dem haffi get dem good fren up and ben up
Wi mek nuff gal ben up
When dem
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